Yeah, okay… we’ll call it a “forest”…

So in this “forest” there resided three…

We’ll call them “lawn/gnomes”…

Once upon a time in a “forest”, three were three “Lawn/gnomes”, thrown into a tumultuous world of assisting others all…

Um, “century”…

…long. They played their “flutes” and “other woodland instruments” and discussed the “virtuous quality” the music produced. One lawn/gnome, feeling as though she never belonged in the… “forest”, opened the minds of her “fellow lawn/gnomes” to…

Let’s call it “thought”…

No, “foreign policies”…

…the “foreign policies” that had before seemed unlikely. The three bickered over “philosophy” and “legality” and “correct applications”. It was a merry time until…

Uh… “Beer Pong”…

... “Beer Pong” “divorced” his “wife” of many months. He told…

“Gigglesworth”?

Okay…

And… “Mary Jane”…

… “Gigglesworth” and “Mary Jane” about his troubles in… “matrimony”.

‘Fellow lawn/gnomes,’ said “Beer Pong”, ‘I now embark on a distinct mission of so on and so forth to blah-blah and talk, talk, talk.’ The three said their goodbyes and parted ways. “Beer Pong” returned a few days later with heroic tales of…

Well’ say “defeating monsters”…

…and sleeping off…

Um… “poison”…

“Mary Jane” listened “intently”… oops, intently to his stories. “Beer Pong” looked into her (bloodshot) eyes. She looked back into his (dilated) pupils. ‘The forest is breaking,’ “Beer Pong” romantically declared. ‘Yes… I know,’ “Mary Jane” sighed, ‘well, grab a bucket…’ “Beer Pong” took “Mary Jane” by her ceramic hand and they walked off into the sunset…

…quickly followed by “Gigglesworth” who was laughing.